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[Verse 1]Fuck what ya heard, baby, I'm DJ Quik
Whether on T.V. or in these streets, I'm still the shitI went from drinkin' eight ball and makin' demosTo drinkin' Hennessey & Chivas Regal in the back of the limo
Gettin' my issue in life, you can't hate that
And when I tell you about yo' self nigga, you can't take that
Cause y'all be cross fadin' if you don't understand
You got a side and I got one but you be crossin'
Over here to see what's in my hand
Yeah but that's cool too I gets my money on the double
That's what I do hittin' them brown bubbles and avoidin' trouble
Hoes to choose with nothin' to lose
And a million mothafuckas wanna be in my shoes
But you don't understand, beyond the parties & cheer
I been broke my whole career breakin' bread with my peers
Bought a '96 Impala the new SS
Before the 20,000 mile mark I gave it to sis'
I could never bust a new shoe if my nephews ain't got 'em
Fila Jumpman Cortez yeah I'm comin' out the pocket
For my homies in the 'hood up on it when I'm around
Cause there's a difference between bein' a thug & bein' down now

[Verse 2]
Just cause I kick it with killers don't mean that I do it
My occupation's a musician and I'm stayin' true to it
I went from bein' a rider to bein' a provider
While I was straddlin' the fence tryin' not to hit the divider
Just an impressionable human being tryin' to do right
Every now & then I get my manhood tested in fightsLike I used to have a beef with this cat named Eiht
And his homies approached me at the club El Rey
What was I to do I'm on stage & I'm doin' my thang
And this nigga's out in the crowd tryin' to hoo' bang
Givin' it up for his homies & set trippin' tooBut he wasn't from Rollin' 60's more like Tragnew
I wonder what's his problem what he tryin' to sayIs this business personal or just Fuck Quik Day?
I approached him like a man & not like a nut
He turned around & put his drink down & straight knuckled up
In the dark club punches is flyin' all around
And even though it was me & him the rumors went 'round
And said I killed somebody now how that sound
How could I stomp somebody to death that's bigger than me
And I'm just a hundred & fifty five pounds tell me

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